System of Sentimentality

Today I went to the market
I just saw mechanical animals
Feelings were the only merchandise
Hope was the only money
With a suplement of pain
Visions of greed you wallow
And when it's worn
There're regrets
An emptiness that nothing
Can fill in your heart
Cause you don't have it
Seeking happiness in slavery
Happiness is slavery
In this system of sentimentality
Which push us in self-destruction